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About Utrecht

Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—about this brothel biz! I’m sittin here, countin numbers all day, tax forms up to my eyeballs, and I’m thinkin—why not dive into somethin juicy like a brothel? Not that I’m runnin one, ha! But as an accountant, I’d be lyin if I said I ain’t curious bout the cash flow in those joints. Money’s gotta be wild—tricklin in all sneaky like, probly half of it stuffed under mattresses or somethin shady. Makes me mad tho—imagine the books! Total mess, I bet, no receipts, just chaos. “We’re a family,” like Royal Tenenbaum says, but this family’s got secrets dirtier than my ledger after tax season.

Multimassage

A new window brothel. The idea is that the woman's working environment should enhance her beauty. Glowing and organic forms are the blank canvas.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I woke up in my tiny apartment on the Kerkelanden. You know, the one with the view of that weird-looking building? Yeah, that one. I had a million things to do. Research, meetings, the whole shebang. But first, coffee. Always coffee.

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